The afternoon sun filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow across my newly organized closet. I ran my fingers along the hangers, feeling a strange mix of joy and dread. My shopping spree with Eva had been exciting, yet it also felt like I was chasing my tail—more clothes than I could ever need, just like my growing list of regrets. Why, I wondered, did I feel so restless? It wasn't just the shopping. It was Aaron, and the fact that he was marrying Jayla. Jayla. The name rolled off my tongue like a bitter pill I couldn't swallow.
"Winter, are you even listening?" Eva's voice broke through my spiraling thoughts, and I turned to see her perched on my bed, her hands placed dramatically on her hips. If only I could express my feelings as well as she shows her sass.
"Sorry! I was ju
